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Harry Potter was lost. He had served his purpose and disposed of Voldemort. He had died for the cause, without thinking about it. But now that the brunt of the fighting was over, he had to face whatever awaited him in the aftermath. Or at least, he should have faced it, but did not. His cowardice forced him to hide in his godfather's childhood home, in hopes for avoiding both the public and his worried friends. He could not bare to face his guilt, nor could he do anything to rid himself of it. He was a conflicted man who was desperate for anything that would take his mind off of things. Enter; the Deathly Hallows. Sentient Artefacts of old times that have seemingly chosen him as their master. Had this distance between the Hallows and himself caused his emotional tumult or had he genuienly messed up all of his friendships by himself? Who knew? But some day, he swore to fix everything. But first he needed time to heal, far away from Britian. Harry never expected to get another shot at true happiness, at a family, when he left to see the world, but here it was. This time, he must fight for it. Protect it at all cost. !! Currently being rewritten/heavily edited. Not abandoned (19.07.2025)

Fics like Why does stuff like this always happen to me

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